Pretty cheesey fanfic. I wrote this to satisfy my writing urges. Oh look, more Tangled. Hahahaha. Enjoy, I guess~
Eugene.
It's funny how that name sends shivers down my spine every time I hear it. The feeling is unexplainable. For some reason, my attention shifts, all turning to him; afterwards, I sense vulnerability before I finally settle with satisfaction.
I was willing to give up my freedom for his life, while he gave up his life for my freedom. I didn't understand where that came from.
It was weird, actually. At that point, we had only known each other for two days. Two. Days. He barely knew me, and I barely knew him. We were strangers, and yet why did I feel like I had known him for a long time? He was like an old forgotten friend that I have missed and longed years for. He was my missing piece that I never realized was missing.
For eighteen years, I thought I knew the meaning of love.
Mother.
She told me that the world was dark, and selfish, and cruel, that she was the best I got. She successfully convinced me that Eugene had betrayed me, that all he wanted was what lied at the end of the bargain. He didn't really love me. He only loved the crown. He cared for me to care for himself.
That little incident back in the tower revealed Mother's true nature. She didn't really love me. She only loved my hair. She cared for me to care for herself. But, I will always and forever hold a piece of her in me, because she made most of what I am as a person.
Eugene kind of finished the job for her. Thanks to him, I learned how to stand up for myself, how to handle situations in the outside world. Most importantly, he introduced me to something that was, apparently, very new to me.
He showed me the meaning of love, love that was genuine, kind, and uncorrupted.
Sometimes, I wonder if I was the same to him. Growing up an orphan before choosing a life of thievery, he, as he said, was living in a blur. He didn't know what he truly lived for and just wanted better options for himself.
Were we each other's clarity? Were we two lost souls meant to wander this world to find each other? To discover what love meant and actually felt like? Everything has changed for the better because of him. He broke down the walls and opened up a new door for me. For us.
And, at last, I see the light...
Yeah, okay, these are the words of a naïve little girl. Well, yes, I admit that I could be a little naïve—
"A little naïve?"
"Eugene!"
"Just keep goin'; this is gettin' good."
"Fine..."
But one thing's for certain: never want to let go of him; I don't want to lose him. I find bliss stumbling upon him everyday. It reassures me that he's here and he's okay.
He's okay...
"And I, Rapunzel, feel the same way about you."
"Thank you, Eugene."
For everything.
